Out in the Wasteland, Lynn loudly protested the unfair treatment he was receiving, (〃´皿`)q.
And before him...
The enormous Titan Head held a cigar in his mouth, his eyes like beacons as he watched his tiny son-in-law hopping around before him.
"Shut up-"
Boom-
The Titan Head closed his eyes and lashed a tentacle down. The earth shuddered twice, and the recoil sent Lynn bouncing several meters into the air.
With a slightly ferocious look, he wrapped Lynn up like a mouse and lifted him to his nose. Then he puffed an enormous smoke ring straight at him, leaving Lynn choking and utterly bewildered.
Puffing dispassionately on his cigar, the Titan Head said fiercely:
"We've already-discussed it-over the next few days-we're going to force your growth a little-without enough strength-how will you face the increasingly brutal wars ahead-"
Lynn stared at him. "But isn't it a little late to start training now?"
The Titan Head blew an enormous smoke ring at him.
"It's not too late-it just depends on how we do it-you'd better behave yourself-the Colossus can't discipline you-Awen is too easygoing to bother-but I'm different-as your father-in-law-I'm practically half your father-if you dare slack off even a little-"
Smack-
Lynn was slammed headfirst into the ground, bursting into a puddle of blood.
Holding his cigar in his mouth, the Titan Head closed his eyes and said:
"I'll melt you down, brat-"
"..."
Several minutes later.
Out in the Wasteland, Lynn stood trembling, wide-eyed and wearing his shattered Monocle. He asked:
"So, what do I do?"
"Attention-"
The Titan Head barked viciously.
Almost immediately, Lynn snapped his feet together, thrust out his chest, raised his head, and stood rigidly at attention with his eyes wide open.
The Titan Head held his cigar impassively. "Good-now strip-"
Lynn froze.